It's relaxing! [He can't help but say this a little defensively, considering how often his hobbies are belittled.] But I'll give them to someone else if you don't appreciate my work.
[A memory of a similar pout on a much, much younger face hits England like a sledgehammer. Maybe they'd be happier if England had heeded America's requests to see him more often. Maybe they'd be closer. At least, that's what the visions seem to imply, before England squeezes his eyes shut again and gives a shake of his head.]
Fine, fine. But you'd better say "thank you" when I give them to you.
I-- [America hesitates as a million little instances of times where he did and didn't say it at the same time flash through his brain. Too many of them involve England.] Dunno. But I have!
Real heroes aren't ungrateful when someone does them a favour.
[Or many, many favours by now, in England's case. Naturally, he says it in the way he thinks will be most memorable for America. Or the way that will get under his skin the best. Same thing.]
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Fine, fine. But you'd better say "thank you" when I give them to you.
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[Or many, many favours by now, in England's case. Naturally, he says it in the way he thinks will be most memorable for America. Or the way that will get under his skin the best. Same thing.]
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